Ancient Gods

Although Mo Yang and Mu Xiao did not fight for long, the street had already been completely turned into ruins. Even the houses on both sides of the street had long disappeared. Only the collapsed wood and broken rubble could be seen.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and the residual air waves were drifting everywhere. After a few breaths, a figure emerged in the gradually dissipating smoke and dust.

Mo Yang's robe was stained with blood and looked very torn. Many parts were directly cut by the sword energy, but it was clear that he was holding a battle axe in one hand and standing silently on the ruins.

Countless onlookers in the distance were stunned, and I don't know how many people were stunned.

Because this scene was too incredible, even Bai Fan and other Tianjiao were puzzled. Mu Xiao just used all his strength to attack, and the two sets of sword techniques merged into a world-class sword energy and slashed down, but at the last moment, Mo Yang showed no sign of responding.

But such a terrifying attack seemed to be useless to Mo Yang.

"What's going on?" The girl who had scolded Mo Yang before couldn't help but exclaimed, staring at Mo Yang's figure, her face full of confusion.

Even Bai Fan of the Buddhist sect frowned, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand, unconsciously moving them, staring at Mo Yang, as if trying to concentrate on feeling the situation there.

"What happened just now? How could such a blow be useless to him?" Nie Yun asked in confusion. He looked at Bai Fan beside him and frowned, "Brother Bai, can you see anything?"

Bai Fan shook his head and said, "Although I have seen him several times, he gives me a very strange feeling. I can't see through him and can't tell..."

He continued, "It's really a bit weird. This is the first time I have seen such a thing. At that moment, I felt like his breath had dissipated. Although I can't be sure, he should have a very strong defensive treasure on him..."

But if you want to say who is the most surprised and who is the most confused, it is naturally Mu Xiao who is fighting with Mo Yang.

Because he had been staring at Mo Yang, he did not find any treasure that Mo Yang used to block it. When the terrifying attack fell, Mo Yang was still lying in the big pit, without any sign of resistance. At that moment, even if Mo Yang had any defensive treasures on him, it was too late to use them.

"Just now was your strongest attack!" Mo Yang was seriously injured, and blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. When he spoke, he took out two bottles of pills from his ring without hesitation. He swallowed dozens of pills in one go, and everyone in the distance was stunned.

Not to mention the price of those pills, the medicinal power alone was also very amazing. After all, there were dozens of pills, and even Mu Xiao's eyebrows jumped.

His expression was cold, but he did not speak at this time. His body floated in the air, and his eyes were fixed on Mo Yang.

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the air. The person who came was an old man. He glanced at Mo Yang below with a cold look, and then without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped him down.

When the old man appeared, Er Gouzi jumped up and thought to himself that something was wrong, because he had seen this man before. He entered the town with Mu Xiao and others. He was an elder of the Mu family, and his cultivation level was as high as the seventh level of the extraordinary realm.

"Boy, retreat quickly!"

Er Gouzi hurriedly spoke to Mo Yang, but as soon as he spoke, the old man had already taken action, slapping his palm down, shaking out a huge palm print, and suddenly slammed down.

Mo Yang naturally knew that when he saw the old man appear, he was alert at the first time, but he never expected that the old man would actually take action directly, without saying a word, raising his hand and delivering a fatal blow.

The khaki palm print illuminated the night sky, and then the street trembled suddenly. The street, which was almost turned into ruins, instantly rose up with a large amount of smoke and dust, and the houses in the distance collapsed one after another when the palm print fell.

The faces of all the geniuses changed drastically, and no one thought that the elders of the Mu family would take action directly.

Er Gouzi stared at the old man in the air and shouted angrily: "Shameless old thing, do you still have the face? You actually interfered in the fight between your peers. Do you have no face for your Mu family?"

It was really angry. Facing such a blow, any genius present would probably die on the spot.

Not to mention that Mo Yang had been seriously injured before.

"There is no hope now. I didn't expect the elders of the Mu family to directly kill Mo Yang. How much hatred is there?"

In the crowd of onlookers, an old cultivator spoke up, and then sighed: "Originally, the little guy was also talented and had strong combat power. If he grew up, his future achievements would be limitless. What a pity..."

"He was also looking for death. He just fought with the disciples of Xianyin Pavilion during the day, and at night he fought with the genius of the Mu family. It was only a matter of time before he offended such a big force and was killed!" Some cultivators were mocking.

"This Mo Yang should also be a disciple of a certain force. The elder of the Mu family directly killed him. Isn't he afraid of revenge from the forces behind Mo Yang?"

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The elder of the Mu family didn't even look down. He was confident enough in his own strength. That blow was enough to crush Mo Yang into a meat paste. There was no hope of survival.

At this time, his eyes were fixed on Er Gouzi, and a hint of murderous intent appeared in his cold eyes.

"Evil beast, you are looking for death!"

He spit out a few words coldly, and then stretched out his palm, condensing a yellowish-brown light palm directly towards Er Gouzi through the air.

"You old immortal, you are the evil beast, and your whole family is evil beasts!" Er Gouzi opened his mouth and saliva splashed, without any fear.

Although he had lost all his spiritual power, as a chaotic beast, his physique alone was extraordinary. Even if a saint came, he might not be able to hurt him.

Just at this moment, a sword light suddenly burst out from the smoke and dust below. The blood-red light with a bit of demonic feeling rushed up from the smoke and dust, and in an instant chopped on the khaki palm of the Mu family elder.

"Boom..."

A roar suddenly sounded, and the palm of light was actually cut off by the blood-colored sword energy, and then turned into a rain of light and dissipated in all directions.

All this happened in a flash, no one reacted, and no one knew what happened.

The Mu family elder turned his eyes back, and at this time he didn't care about Er Gouzi, and stared directly at the street below.

"You are not dead yet!" His voice was extremely cold. Although there was still smoke and dust below, he had clearly seen Mo Yang's figure. The sword energy just now was obviously from Mo Yang's hand, and it could only be Mo Yang's hand.

"Old man, are you old and don't care about your face? Or are you afraid that I will kill your Mu family's genius in public?" Mo Yang's voice came out.

Facing such a sudden attack just now, Mo Yang had no way to retreat. He could only escape into the Star Emperor Tower at the first time. When he fought with Mu Xiao before, he also avoided the terrifying attack in this way.

Because the smoke and dust on the street blocked everyone's sight, no one noticed.

"If I can't kill you once, I'll do it again!" The old man didn't respond at all. His voice was cold, and he raised his palm, and a palm print fell down, which was almost exactly the same as the previous scene.

Mo Yang was anxious at this time. He held the Ganzong token in his hand, but he didn't know how to use it at all. Before, Ganzong's fifth senior brother Luo Chuan specifically told him that there were some means hidden in the token, so he kept it for life.

But at that time, he didn't have time to ask how to activate those means, and Luo Chuan left.

Looking at the khaki palm that suddenly pressed down, Mo Yang suddenly gritted his teeth, raised the token to the top of his head, and faced the falling handprint.

The violent force poured down, and at this moment, Mo Yang felt like the sky was collapsing. He was indescribably frightened. The force was too strong, and he could not resist it at all.

But at this moment, the token in Mo Yang's hand suddenly glowed with a ray of light, as if it was oppressed by the force. The token trembled slightly, and then the light flashed, shaking out a brilliant light, and then a sword energy shot out from the token.

"Puff..."

With a light sound, the falling palm of light was pierced and directly broken by a force, and the sword energy did not slow down, and it went up against the sky at a high speed, and pierced through the body of the Mu family elder.

This scene was too sudden, and even the Mu family elder had no time to retreat. When he saw the sword energy soaring into the sky, he wanted to withdraw his hand and retreat, because he felt a sense of crisis, but it was too late. The sword energy was like a stream of light, coming in an instant and directly piercing his forehead.

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped, and the street was dead silent.

In mid-air, the Mu family elder’s movements suddenly stopped, and then his suspended body fell to the ground.